Date: Fri, 22 Aug 2008 12:59:01 +0200
From: A.K.
Subject: The Strolling Players 03/18 (historical)
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THE STROLLING PLAYERS
by Andrej Koymasky (C) 2008
written on June 3, 1992
translated by the author
English text kindly revised by The Australian
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USUAL DISCLAIMER
"THE STROLLING PLAYERS" is a gay story, with some parts containing
graphic scenes of sex between males. So, if in your land, religion,
family, opinion and so on this is not good for you, it will be better
not to read this story. But if you really want, or because YOU don't
care, or because you think you really want to read it, please be my
welcomed guest.
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CHAPTER 3 - Vance's blond angel
The following morning, after waking and while they were at the end of
packing their wagon to leave, Mel came running.
James saw the boy coming and asked Vance, "Is that the boy you told us
about? Not bad at all, he seems a good morsel. We will see if he is
suitable to play Ellie!"
Vance introduced Mel to the actors' company and made him go in the
wagon. When James went in, each of them sat at his place and left to go
to Volverton. They had travelled about two thirds the distance, when
from inside, James knocked on the wagon wall and told them to stop and
beckoned Vance to join him inside.
"Good, give him your clothes, Mel is the new Ellie Midwood. You can
dress again as a boy. Mel and I will stay inside, we still have
something to... do, together."
Vance rapidly undressed, found the clothes he already had prepared and
dressed again as a boy. Kissing Mel on the mouth he returned to the
drivers seat near Walt.
"We can go. James likes out new Ellie and I think he wants to amuse
himself some more with him... her. Finally I am a boy again! Look, Vance
is back amongst you!"
"Very good, Vance. Volverton is waiting for us."
Volverton was a small town, but it had wide streets and was the biggest
town centre Vance had ever seen, and while they were going through it,
the boy was just looking around, his eyes filled with wonder.
"How beautiful is here!" he exclaimed.
"Then you've not yet seen anything. Just wait we can go to London. That
is really a wide and beautiful city. The King lives there with his Court
too."
"Did you ever see the king?"
"No, I never did but James saw him when he was a child, even though he
doesn't remember him. Tod performed before the king when he was my age."
"Were are we going to stop here in Volverton?"
"In the square in front of the Golden Deer Inn. We know the innkeeper
very well and we will do good business. Here people are wealthy, and
James knows a widowed woman with whom he screws every time comes here,
so she gives him some beautiful clothes she doesn't use any more with
which we make the costumes for our productions. There are also some
wealthy men who like boys. I'm sure that you and Ellie will be busy
during the day-time satisfying their whims. Hopefully I get lucky and
will find some good nice morsels too."
As they finally stopped in front of the Golden Deer, James and Mel
emerged from the wagon. James went to talk with the innkeeper. Usually
the innkeepers were happy for a peddling actors wagon to stop near their
premises, because before, during and after the shows, many of the
audience ordered drinks.
The other actors went around the town to announce the arrival of Midwood
Company and the show for that night, Mel, dressed as a girl, went with
Ray, Vance with Walt, and Todd alone.
They met again just in time to prepare the scenery. They pulled down the
wagon side transforming it into a stage. It had been lit all around by
several lanterns and they donned costumes. They presented "King
Richard's Come Back". Mel didn't perform during that evening, but at the
end of the play, he also took part to the collection of offerings and
seemed to get enough, even though Vance came back, as usual, with a
fuller basket.
At night James went to meet his widow. Walt and Vance took Mel with them
and both had sex with him at the same time. Ray had found a girl and
went with his chick somewhere and came back half drunk and satisfied
when everybody was already sleeping.
The actors company continued on their way stopping at Amphill, then at
Flitwick, at Barton in the Clay, at Hitchin and at Letchort. Here, in
the miserable village they stopped just one night, as the inhabitants
were really poor and couldn't offer them much at all. Mel was becoming
more skilled in the women's parts and off the stage he had assumed such
a feminine gait and manners that Vance felt disturbed, but that seemed
to please James very much, who at that point was having sex only with
Mel. Vance didn't complain, because he so could have sex with Walt
without problems.
In Walkern they met a traveller who decided to go along with the actors
for a distance. He was a frescos painter, touring from castle to castle
to paint the halls and walls and who, having taken a fancy to Vance,
offered to paint new scenes for them in exchange of the boy's good
graces.
He was a middle aged man, about thirty-five, slightly on the plump side,
but with an unrestrained lust in bed and to Vance's great surprise, he
loved being fucked in the arse by the young actor. Vance made himself
willingly available, because the man was not so bad, but mainly because
they needed new scenery.
They travelled together stopping at Butingford, then at Standon, and to
Bishop's Storford where the painter had to visit. There was a ford that
was very profitable for the ferryman and for the local Bishop who
imposed exorbitant tolls to all the passers-by. The painter had to paint
a wall in the new wing of the small but rich and well fortified Bishop's
castle. The Bishop, a tall and wiry man, with an aspect more of a
warrior than of a Prelate, was happy at the arrival of the actors'
company. He hired them to gladden his small court.
At the castle Vance set his eyes on a fifteen years old boy, beautiful
like an angel, who worked there as a kitchen scullery boy. The boy's
name was Jack. Vance felt so fond of him that on the first day of their
stay in the castle, started to court him, hoping to conquer him. Jack
seemed fascinated by the actors' arrival. Vance started to spend much of
his free time in the castle kitchens, both to get some tasty leftovers
to eat, and to be near Jack.
On the second day, at a moment when the two boys were alone on the
expansive kitchen, Vance said to Jack, "Hey, boy, nobody told you that
you seem an angel from paradise?"
"An angel, I? I feel much more like a devil, always here near the
fires!"
"How comes that you are a scullery boy? I would imagine you better as a
Page, as beautiful as you are."
"A page, I? It's even a miracle if I'm alive. I do it only because of
His Excellency our Lord the Bishop."
"Why are you saying that?"
"I was found by one of the Bishops guards near the castle gate, a just
born baby, in a basket. The soldiers were about to throw me in the moat
to drown me, but if the Bishop hadn't intervened to rescue me... The
Bishop entrusted me to the cook's wife while I grew up... and so here I
am."
"But beautiful as you are, and so fair haired, your father had to have
been no less than a Noble man."
"Bah, even if it was so, I've been abandoned. He couldn't have been so
noble to throw away his son."
"Possibly your mother was just a poor servant not having the means of
supporting you."
"I don't know. I've heard that when I was found in that basket, I was
wearing linen and laces, so I don't think that my mother was just a
servant. I don't mind any more, it's just an old story. The Bishop
ordered some inquiries be made, but they found nothing... so, here I am,
a scullery boy."
"Beautiful as you are, who knows how many people court you, in here".
"Courted me? No, never, I'm still just a boy. Such things are forbidden
here in the castle anyway. The Bishop is a severe Lord. Only when one
wants to marry he can court a girl, or a girl court a boy and I have no
designs on marrying yet."
"Wouldn't you like to do that?"
"Not at all. I don't think I will ever get married."
"Why?"
"I don't want to have children who then will be condemned to my station
in life. No, I think I will never marry."
"But at your age, you certainly feel some urges... you understand me,
don't you? You certainly feel some cravings..."
The boy didn't answer but blushed. Then with a hesitant voice said, "The
Bishop always tells us to beware of temptations of the flesh. He always
tells us that they are the Devil's deeds and we have to avoid them if we
don't want to end in hell, but passing before through the castle's
dungeon."
"But you don't have to worry about such punishment, do you? Have you
already have sex with somebody?"
"Oh, no, never! Even though somebody... tried it with me."
"Therefore, you always do it... by yourself?"
The boy again blushed from tip to toe and didn't answer, but busied
himself fanning the cookers fire.
Vance decided not to insist for the moment. He just was kind with the
boy and went on spending his free time with him, at times helping him in
his tasks. Jack gradually started to open himself to Vance, who was just
one year older than him.
The following day Vance asked him, "Jack, do you usually sleep here in
the kitchen?"
"Yes, I've got bedding in the larder, behind a shelf."
"And you always sleep alone?"
"Of course, the others have their rooms."
"Would you like if I came at night to keep you company? I like talking
to you. What's more, here it's not cold as in our wagon, where we are
somewhat crowded. May I come here, tonight, with you?"
"Yes, but there is just my bedding. Where would you sleep? On the floor
it's dirty, hard and cold."
"On the bedding with you. So we can talk until we fall asleep. Don't you
think it's wide enough for both of us?"
"Well, if you are content with it. After all it's not good sleeping
alone all the time. At present I'm not scared because I've grown up, but
when I was a child I was terrified of having to sleep here alone. Do you
understand?"
"I guess so. Until now has anybody ever wanted to sleeping with you?"
"It happened. But I can't leave the kitchens, because during the night I
have to keep guard over the larder so that none of the servants can come
to eat in secret."
So that night, Vance, after the show and when the castle's occupants
were deep in sleep, slunk off to the kitchens and tried to find the
boy's bed in the larder.
"Who's there?"
"Shush! I'm Vance, the actor."
"Ah, I thought you would not come..."
"I promised you, didn't I? But I could not come earlier. Move a little
aside... Here. Did you see our play, tonight?"
"Just a little bit, as I had to come back here to work."
"Did you enjoy the part you saw?"
"Yes, but I didn't see you on stage. I would have liked seeing you
perform. Would you tell me the story and what your part was?"
Vance told him. They were lying side by side, very close, their bodies
touching. While Vance was narrating, he put his arm around the boy's
body almost in an embrace and Jack didn't react. Vance was getting
aroused but he was still careful not to make the boy aware of it.
"... and then the knights unsheathed their swords and killed Thomas,
there on the altar."
"They killed the bishop in the church, on the altar? But it's a horrible
sacrilege! And you say that it really happened?"
"Yes, by order of the king, as I said. Then the Bishop Thomas was made a
saint and the king was consuming with remorse, so he did a very hard
penance to get the Pope's forgiveness."
"And did the Pope forgive him?"
"History says he did, but we don't show that part in our play."
"And what was your part?"
"I do many parts. Along with Mel, I do the women of Canterbury, then I
played the King's wife, and at the end again one of the Canterbury
women, while Mel played the part of the angel bringing the martyrdom
crown from Paradise to the Bishop. I think that you would have been
better in the part of the angel."
"I? Me act?"
"Wouldn't you like that?"
"Oh, I wouldn't be able, I would become too emotional".
"No, I think you would learn fast, and I would teach you. You are really
beautiful, and would turn out to be a successful actor."
"You really think so?"
"Sure. But... did you ever kiss?"
"Kiss? Kiss, who?"
"Kissed somebody you like. You know, an actor has to be skilled at
kissing, like this, for instance..." Vance said turning to the boy,
taking his face in his hands and kissed him on the mouth.
Jack at first became stiff, amazed by that sudden kiss, then tried to
withdraw. Vance let him go.
"But this was like two lovers kiss..." the boy weakly protested.
"Yes, of course, and if on the stage we have to play the part of two
lovers, we actors have to kiss like that. Try again, just think I am a
knight and you a damsel... let's try it..."
Vance kissed the boy again and felt him shudder.
"It's a weird feeling..." Jack said in a murmur.
"I liked it... You have beautiful, soft lips..."
Vance again kissed him and this time also caressed him keeping him close
against his body. This kiss lasted longer than the two previous ones.
Vance caresses became more daring until his hand slipped down to caress
the boy between his legs where he felt a growing erection.
"No, what are you doing? Why are you touching me like that?"
"Don't you like it?"
"Yes... but I'm feeling weird. And the bishop says..."
"The Bishop is now sleeping and can't see us. Here we are alone, you and
I, and I like you so very much. Let me do it again, you'll see that you
will enjoy it again too".
"I... I think it's wrong... I..."
"No, Jack, there is nothing wrong with me showing you how much I like
you by fondling you like this. Touch me like that too, go on... You are
the most beautiful boy I have ever met, do you know that?"
"No, please... no..." the boy protested again in a weakening voice, but
didn't try to move away. Vance went on to kiss and to caress him
embracing him vigorously with increasing desire and passion.
"You like it, Jack, don't you?"
"Yes... but..."
Vance started to untie Jack's clothes and to caress him on his naked
skin. The boy was trembling, but let him continue. When Vance's hand
reached his hard and straight member, the boy protested again.
"No, please... not there... it's a sin, there..."
"When you do it alone you consider it a sin, don't you?"
"Yes..."
"But you do it by yourself, don't you?"
"Y... yes..."
"And with two it's much better and it's a smaller sin than by yourself,
and between two friends it's even a lesser sin. Moreover it's good,
isn't it?"
"Yes, oh yes, but..."
"You see, if one of us were a virgin girl, then of course would be a
really bad sin. But we are both boys, hence..."
"But the bishop said that a man should not to that with a man..."
"But we are two boys, not two men! Moreover, doesn't your bishop also
say that we should love each other?"
"Yes, he says so..."
"And I'm loving you, Jack. Why don't you too love me? Touch me as I'm
doing to you, come on."
Vance pulled his member out of his breeches and guided to it the boy's
hand. Jack at first brushed it lightly, hesitantly. Then caressed it
with more determination and finally took it in his hand.
"Jack, let's make love to each other. It's really great."
"I... I never did it. Only two married people can do such things, you
know!"
"No, I don't know. What's more, two boys cannot marry. I would willingly
marry you, if it was possible. But we can still make love, you and I. I
made love several times, but never with someone as beautiful as you
are."
"Several times? With whom?"
"With other boys, and also with men."
"With men as well?"
"Yes Jack, and with them I did much better things than just this. If you
wan to know, I'll teach you."
"No... I... I think it's better that we... we stop."
"If you like. I had weird feelings the first time too, do you know that?
But now I like it a lot. May I at least give you just one more kiss?"
"Just a kiss... yes."
Vance kissed him again and to his surprise, the boy returned his kiss.
Their tongues played for a while. Then they parted and tidied their
clothes. In a while they both fell asleep.
Vance woke up before Jack, so he got up, silently leaving the kitchen.
During the day the boys saw each other and behaved as normal, but in the
afternoon, while Vance was preparing for the new show, Jack passed near
him.
The boy asked him in a whisper, "Will you come again, later, to sleep
with me?"
"Willingly. We are friends, aren't we?"
"I'll wait for you."
Later, after the show, while they wee changing, Walt said to Vance, "The
Bishop sent the Household Officer to tell me to go upstairs to see him
after the supper. I think he wants to fuck with me. All the way through
our show he never took his eyes off me."
"Ah, and he wants you?"
"Yes, and the Officer told me also to carefully wash myself before
meeting the Bishop. If he wanted just talk with me, he wouldn't worry so
much about me being clean, would he?" Walt concluded with a sly smile.
Vance nodded and thought that this bit of information could be useful
that night with Jack.
A servant gave them a jar of wine on the Bishop's orders. Besides Tod,
none of them had even drunk wine. Vance found it really tasty, even
though a little too strong. All in all, he preferred the ale. When Walt
had washed himself and went up the castle stairway, Vance left his
companions, who continued drinking the wine, and quickly slipped into
the kitchen.
"Vance? Come..."
He lay down near Jack. He was thinking how to tell him about Walt and
the Bishop, when Jack whispered, "All day I've thought about last night.
What we did was good... and even if it is a sin, I would like...to try
it again."
"Good. What's more I've discovered it's not a sin."
"It isn't? How can you say so?"
"Do you think that your Bishop would be involved in sin?"
"He? No! I don't really think he can sin, he is a man of god."
"Precisely so. Just a little while ago my friend Walt told me that he
spent last night in the Bishops bed." Vance lied.
"Really? But he wanted possibly just talk with him..."
"No, no, they made love. Walt told me everything. Exactly like I would
like doing with you now... if you want it too".
"Like we did yesterday night?"
"No, much more. If you trust me, I'll teach you how to really make love.
It will be good, you'll see, but to do it properly, we need to undress."
"To undress... naked? But nakedness is not to be shown or to be looked
at."
"But we are in the dark, aren't we? So we can't look or be seen..."
"You're right. ... I trust you. Teach me."
At first Jack was hesitant and undecided, but gradually, with the
increasing sensations and excitement, he became filled with enthusiasm
and took part with growing passion.
During his orgasm Jack was moaning, like in a litany, "I like...
Vance... I like... I like..."
Vance had decided not to try and penetrate the boy the first time, but
he started to prepare him by teasing and rimming his hidden hole with a
finger wet with saliva. When they lay down exhausted but satisfied, Jack
was sill panting.
The boy whispered, "I didn't think that making love was such a beautiful
thing. You are right, such a thing cannot be a sin. You have been kind
to teach me it."
"I haven't taught you everything yet. There are many more things I can
teach you, Jack."
"Really? When?"
"Tomorrow night, and the following one as well, as long as we stay in
this castle."
"When will you go away?"
"I still don't know. Possibly in one week."
"And I? With whom can I make love after you are gone?"
"Bah, you will find somebody here at the castle."
"But who?"
"Beautiful as you are, you will have no problems."
"But nobody here in the castle is as beautiful as you are."
Vance didn't answer.
The day after, Walt told Vance he really had sex with the Bishop, who
wanted him in his bed every night. Vance then told him about is growing
success with the scullery boy.
Three more nights passed and Vance arrived to totally involve Jack in
sex activities. He made the boy incredibly excited, teasing his virgin
little hole between his buttocks.
This that night he said to Jack, "I would like so much shoving my thing
all inside here, would you mind?"
"I was asking myself if you would do it. I want it Vance, yes, I desire
it. Your finger doesn't suffice any more..."
"The only worry I have is giving you pain at your back. My thing is way
bigger than my finger, you can feel it."
"But I desire it."
"You really want me to take you?"
"Yes. All you have taught me up to now has been so good that... At first
it all seemed weird, like when you asked me to take it in my mouth, or
when you asked me to drink all your cream. But then I found it has all
been good, so I think this will be good too, won't it?"
"Sure. The first time, I confess to you, there might be some pain, but
then you will became used to it and liked it. Do you have some grease?"
"Yes, here in the larder there is some lard. Why?"
"If you spread some of it on your little hole, it will be less painful."
"Wait, I'll take a bit... Here it is. Put it on my hole, I like the
feeling when you touch my hole."
Vance smiled, made him go on all fours and prepared him for a good
while, massaging his hole with his finger, preparing him with the lard.
When he felt that the boy was all a shudder and that the virgin hole was
greedily palpitating, he went on him, seized his waist and started to
push his tool inside. He penetrated the boy very, very slowly, and heard
that the boy as panting and moaning, like lost in a dream.
"Ah, I like... yes, I like... go, go on... shove it all... all inside...
push... harder..."
Vance sank inside him with a variety of measured strokes, controlling
himself in order not to hurt the boy who continued to moan in ecstasy
and pushed back his little arse to be penetrated deeper. Jack didn't
seemed sated for that meaty fierce pole that was opening its way inside
him, dilating and invading him little by little but relentlessly.
Vance started to moan in a low, hot, hoarse voice, "Here, you're mine,
you're all mine! Ha, Jack... how much... I like you! Ha... I'm about...
about... coming... about coming..."
"Me too... push harder... harder... go on... I'm coming too... I'm...
coooming!"
Afterwards, without pulling away, Vance asked him in a whisper, "Did it
hurt too much?"
"No, not at all. Just some annoyance at first, but then became so good,
so great! When you were about to come inside me... you said that... that
I'm yours. Were you sincere?"
"Yes, I would really like if you were really mine. But unhappily you
belong to the castle, not to me."
"But I... I want to be yours... Why don't you take me away with you when
you leave the castle? You could hide me in your wagon, and..."
"You really want to do that?"
"If you want me... yes."
"And would you be an actor like me?"
"I will do anything you ask me. I really want to be yours, Vance. No...
don't pull it out, not yet, I love feeling it inside me."
"But it is softening, it's slipping out by itself."
"Alright, but let it do so. Did you like taking me?"
"I certainly did, but there is another thing I would like..."
"What? Any thing, just tell me and I'll do it for you."
"I would like seeing you naked and not always doing it in the dark. I
would like to look at you while we are making love, having sex."
"I too have felt the same desire, but I'm afraid that if we light a
lantern, somebody can see the light and come to the kitchen, here to the
larder, see us and catch us."
"Yes, you are right, but after you come away with us, we will find a way
to do it in full day light."
"Vance, are you really taking me away with you?"
"Sure thing. I like you too much to leave you here."
"But will your mates accept me in the wagon with them?"
"I really think they will. You're so beautiful... I just think that the
others will want to have sex with you too."
"If this is the only way to come away with you, I'll let everybody take
me. But I will have sex only with whom you tell me and only when you
tell me, promise!"
"But you are free to do as you like."
"No, if it's true I am yours, I'll obey you only, forever. You will make
me yours again and again as you just did. Will you?"
"Of course Jack, and when we sleep in the wagon we can fall asleep
embracing, without fear of being caught by somebody in the morning."
"You know, Vance... I'm feel I'd like sucking it again, now... Can I?"
"Yes, but so you make me want you again."
"You can take me again, can't you?"
"Well... this time I'd like you to drink it... alright?"
"Sure, anything you like Vance, whatever you like. I love drinking your
tasty, thick cream. Really!"
When finally the Bishop grew tired of Walt, he gave the actors
permission to leave the castle. He gave them some old vestments for
their costumes and a bag of silver coins. Jack hid in the wagon under
the heap of costumes and safely left the castle with the troupe.
As usual, James claimed to fuck the newcomer first, but then he went
back to have sex almost exclusively with his Mel. Jack had to wear the
women's attires and was called Jane. Vance was not really happy with
that, but he had to accept it. Everybody acknowledged that Mel was
James' boy, and they also acknowledged that Jack was his boy.
The only one to complain was Walt. "You James, have your own boy, you
Vance have yours. And I? Why should I be the only one to remain without
a bite to eat or a drop to drink?"
"Ray and Tod don't have their own boy, do they?" James answered.
"But Ray likes only girls, and he almost always finds some around. Tod
contents himself with a fuck once a season, when he finds a healthy and
brazen young country boy ready to duly fuck his arse."
Vance then said, "But you can do it with me. I'll still have sex with
you. I like it with you. You can still have your bites and drops."
"You will really go on having sex with me now that you have your boy?"
"Of course I will! And if need be, some times, if you want, I can also
let you do it with Jack..."
"No, between you two I still like better you Vance, even though I would
like to do it a couple of times with our Jane".
The sleeping arrangements were confirmed. They made their bedding so
that James slept with Mel with Roy near them. In the centre of the wagon
Tod slept alone and towards the access door in the back, slept Walt and
Jack, with Vance between them.
These three soon discovered a way to have an agreeable threesome,
because while Vance was taking his Jack, Walt, behind Vance, penetrated
him. Vance liked being in between so that he could fuck and be fucked at
the same time.
When they stopped in Takeley, finally Vance and Jack could go and make
love for the first time during the day by going to the old church bell
tower top.
When they came down, the Priest who had opened the small access door for
them, told them, "Isn't it right that from up there you could enjoy the
splendid landscape? All the land can be seen..."
"Yes, father, we saw everything and thoroughly enjoyed it as we hoped.
It has really been great. Thank you a lot." Vance said and Jack had to
make an effort not to burst in laughter.
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CONTINUES IN CHAPTER 4
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